Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

However, this scene did not last long, and an incense stick of time passed in the blink of an eye.

The group could clearly sense a fluctuation of spiritual power. It was the ghost messenger who opened the passage and came to pick people up at the appointed time.

We had just met a while ago, and he was in a hurry to go back and report, so naturally he didn't bother to come over and say hello to you guys.

Madam Fu, on the other hand, is much stronger than expected.

Apart from her beautiful eyes that were so distorted from crying that they were unrecognizable, her mental state had changed. She no longer had the dangerous idea of ​​wanting to be with her husband at any time.

Her appearance made Fu Xiuyuan feel like he had found a life-saving straw. He didn't care about the corpse he was forced to hold in his arms. Like a moving maggot, he moved towards Mrs. Fu little by little.

"Mom, all of this was ordered by Dad. I know nothing. I really know nothing!"

"They wanted to kill me... They even skinned... Dad..."

"..."

Mrs. Fu squatted down and looked at her 'youngest son' whom she had loved for many years and even regarded as her spiritual support after her biological son disappeared.

She originally thought that when all this was laid out in the open, she would scream loudly, her heart would be filled with crazy hatred and despair until she collapsed.

It was Fu Huairen who told her that it was these beasts who did wrong, and that she should never punish herself because of the mistakes of others.

She was herself first, then Ye Yao, and then Madam Fu, the daughter of the first head of Tiangong Mansion.

Cherish everything you have and live every day well...

No matter how long it takes, her husband... will always be waiting in the underworld to reunite with her and continue their past relationship.

Including...including their child who died young.

She wants to live a good life, do more good deeds, accumulate merits, and ensure that her husband and son in the underworld don't have to worry about wasting their energy.

We must quickly pay back the mental power that the King of Hell has given us this time.

Ye Yao, who had been pampered until now, seemed to have finally grown up at this moment.

She wiped the tears from her face again and again, her voice dry and hoarse, and she spoke word by word: "I did it."

Fu Xiuyuan was still frantically complaining and begging for help: “It’s Fu Guanci who’s crazy… Please save me… Mother, wuaaaaaa… Mother…?”

After hearing this voice, Shengsheng paused and asked in disbelief: "You...what did you say?"

"I say..." Ye Yao looked at him and suddenly laughed, "I peeled off the skin of this bastard with my own hands."

At that moment, all of Fu Xiuyuan's excuses were stuck in his throat.

She knew... they... everyone knew the truth.

Qi Xiangxun... and the skin that was peeled off alive...

Fu Xiuyuan's pupils suddenly contracted violently, but there was more to despair than that.

All he heard was the woman in front of him, who always had a doting look on her face when facing him, speaking slowly.

"Including you, you are also a rotten person who poisoned people."

"A bastard who shouldn't even be in this world!"

"You deserve to die... You don't deserve to live!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiuyuan, who had tried his best to move in front of Ye Yao, was grabbed by the throat by a pair of hands from above.

The sharp nails dug into the flesh and slid down the back of the white hand.

Tick-tick, tick-tick-tick!

My heart seemed to be about to explode, beating violently, and as the air supply was insufficient, it rushed into my whole body.

After a while, Fu Xiuyuan's face turned blue and purple, and he opened his mouth wide, trying to increase the possibility of contact with air.

The next second, one of the hands that was pinching his neck suddenly loosened.

What followed was that the other party took out a bottle of unknown medicine from his arms and poured it into his open mouth quickly and accurately.

“Cough cough cough cough…!!!”

The liquid slid down the wide-open throat into the stomach. Fu Xiuyuan's throat felt like it was burned by flames. In just a few seconds, dark red blood began to flow out from all his orifices.

At this time, Ye Yao had already let go of her hand, stood up, and watched him struggle without any emotion.

Fu Guanci opened his mouth, and all the blood in his body seemed to be draining out at the same time.

He wanted to yell, but his throat was constricted and his face turned red from suffocation. He tried his best to squeeze out intermittent and even indistinguishable words.

"You can't do this to me... He, Fu Guanci, is your own flesh and blood. Am I... not the one you gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy?"

"I am also your own flesh and blood!"

"My own flesh and blood!!!"

"Poison... ahem... I didn't poison you to death directly... not yet..."

“Ugh…cough cough…uh…uh!!!”

After taking revenge with her own hands, Ye Yao felt weak and fell to the ground.

The ground was stained with blood because of Fu Xiuyuan's dying struggle. When she touched the liquid, her expression became dazed for a second, but she woke up in an instant.

She avenged herself, her husband and her son.

The two enemies who harmed her both died at her hands... She promised Huairen... A hundred years later, she would be able to see the two people she loved most again and feel at peace with herself.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Ye Yao laughed wildly, almost crying. She wiped the traces on her face, not even knowing what she was laughing at.

"Well done." A lazy and indifferent voice sounded.

Ye Yao subconsciously looked up in the direction of the sound.

Fu Guanci lowered his eyes, and seemed to have a softer look on his face: "I am impressed by you, Madam Fu."

As he spoke, he leaned down slightly, with his chin resting on the hair of the girl who was half-surrounding him. He looked like a different person in a lazy manner, and they were very intimate.

Shen Zhinian grabbed his arm, and like a magic trick, he pulled out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, and enthusiastically sold it: "Do you need eye treatment? It's guaranteed to reduce the swelling."

This looked familiar to her. It was the medicine bottle that Fu Guanci wanted to drop and leave when he appeared that year.

Before Ye Yao could come to her senses, she had already said in a daze: "I... I can't afford it..." Her eyes had been cured by them. Now that she knew the truth, how could she have the face to accept their unconditional help.

Shen Zhinian blinked: "Hahaha... It's not expensive, it's just a matter of taking a few steps from Ah Xiang's sleeve."

That's not what she said...

Ye Yao sniffed and couldn't cry anymore. Not only was her mood complicated, she couldn't even control her facial expression perfectly. She was simply dumbfounded.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to feel grateful that Fu Guanci, who had always treated her as if she were air, would actually have a day to comfort her.

It was still a shock, it was as if I opened my eyes and read the beginning of a story, and when I came back to my senses, I jumped directly to the person with dementia at the end of the page.

"Eh?"

"Eh?!!!"